Arey! Chaar log kya kahenge!

This post is dedicated to those infernal "chaar log" who walk up to ruin every dream or ambition that anyone has ever had in his or her lives. Hear this, you "4 people", this is for you!

DISCLAIMER: NOT MY PERSONAL THOUGHTS! :)

Life, such a cruel thing it is indeed
Strife and despair for many an ego to feed
What is the point of all this hard work?
When all that they do is give a smirk
"That's cute! I eat that for breakfast!"
About that project, which 2 years did last!
That pain and suffering, can no one endure!
That ray of hope, can no one assure!
That life of confusion, that boggles every mind!
For they are evil, they ain't so kind!

Expectations! That's what they have!
Of being rich, sexy and suave!
For in one human, do they want all this!
We are humans too!- we cry from the abyss
That we dug ourselves, to escape the world!
A fort we built, as the truth unfurled
We hid in the shadows, waiting for that sun
that set long ago, never again to return!
Dictate to us they do, rules that forever bind!
For they are evil, they ain't so kind!

Judge they do, our every turn and twist
Never will they understand, the whole gist
Their fingers do point, in anger plentifold
For a weak heart is their jackpot gold!
Torture they do, those innocent hearts
Atleast give them a chance, a headstart!
In this race to please, this race to make happy.
it doesn't matter if you're Goliath or Scrappy
Those evil sayings that keep us forever blind!
For they are evil, they ain't so kind!

Damn you all, this is what we are!
This is how we want to reach the stars!
Don't you dare to boss over our heads!
For we choose the path we will tread
And all your concerns can go to hell!
So open the doors and ring the bell,
We march in fury, glory and a passion unseen
before; aye, we will make the earth green!
We will stop acknowledging their silly finds
For they are evil, they ain't so kind!

Gotham Archives #2

Time has passed, and so have heroes
Streets throng with villains on death rows
The fall of Gotham, a city apart.
Killing is a work of art!
Says the Joker, clown prince of crime
His terror demands neither a dame nor dime!
The evil laughter haunts us in sleep
Struck at the heart of Gotham, so deep!
Harvey Dent, the man of the hour!
A white knight in grey armour!
For he did lose his mind and soul
When he lost his love; his goal
focused on ruining one and all!
Two-face, they called him after his downfall!
All hope is lost, cried James Gordon
The police commissioner as he did cordon
Off Arkham, a hell like none other
That tortured and killed his insane brother!
Aye! The misery dragged on and on,
Until that day, at the light of dawn
A bat symbol arose above the skyline
For the hero had returned to draw the line
And send the evils back to their shells.

To light those hearts where hope dwells,
Of a beautiful Gotham, free and just
The dark knight's return is a must!

Gotham Archives #1

It was a cold damp night
As Gotham bore the storm's might!
The streets, so scary and full
of thugs, drugs and wild bulls!
A car stops at the hotel, so royal!
Out comes the Roman, in a bid to foil
the mutiny within. For that bastard Maroni,
shall now taste the wrath of Don Falcone!
Guns ablaze, the Italians swore!
Meanwhile, the comedian was a total bore!
At the Penguin's nest, such a misnomer!
The joker was abducted in a Hummer.
And dumped in a pile of toxic waste
Disfigured face, beaten up in haste!
The long-nosed Penguin was ever so happy
Gotham was his, and so was the mutt Flappy!
Peer through the glass, did the Cat indeed!
She eyed his ring, a thief's greed
But Selina Kyle wasn't an ordinary robber
An artist with her cats, facing a mobber?
Alas! That's Gotham, a city in ruin!
Cried the crazy Harley Quinn
Convicted of felony, declared insane!
Sent to Arkham Asylum, where she met Bane!
The Latino terrorist with a evil mask!
A killer with just one task!
The orders came from the Demon himself!
At Nanda Parbat, within his shelf,
lay the formula for the neurotoxin
That spread fear, the Scarecrow's deadly sin!
The League of Shadows, rises strong!
Eradicating evil for centuries long
Gotham is their target now.
Burn it to ashes, did the League vow!
The darkness rises all around
Creeping slowly without a sound
What the police and government can't do
Is win this war, and start anew!

 

The prayer!

Genius, was I, a real geek!

My grades did make my friends freak

out in shock- Are you human?

Mock they did, endless fun!

I loved books and did study hard.

Loved the stars on my report card.

Adored the teachers who praised me long

Despised those who declared me wrong!

Helpful was I. to friend and foe!

My answers in exams, I did show!

'Muggu' was I , studying all day!

I love studying, what can I say?

Weak in sports, introvert indeed!

A big tummy had I to feed

The emperor of geeks, encore!

Alas! Those days remain no more!

A dunce am I, drowned in booze!

With my grades, I did, my character lose!

Lazy and weak, gaming all day.

I love movies, what can i say?

I hate classes, love to sleep!

My heart does, some evil secrets keep!

What have I become?- The thought haunts me!

Destroy all that I was meant to be!

Give me a second chance, Lord Almighty!

Please, lift me up for the world to see!

The monster inside! - Part 2

Within us all lies a devil plotting, waiting, slowly working his way out.  He controls all those evil thoughts and actions that we regret in retrospect. He unleashes the dark fire that will soon consume us all. .
He is the monster inside us all....


The fear spread deep within
The consequence of a deadly sin
I shivered trembled and weeped away
What had I wrought in angers sway!
The victim lived unaware; in peace
His world would soon cease
As the sorrow creeps in and eats him apart
I would relish my satanic art
No regret no remorse no tears
And no one to call nears and dears
For my actions have ostracized me
From society people and being merry
My victim withers away before my eyes
But god does never play dice
His eyes gave that icy stare
That grin, with his teeth all bare
The truth did dawn on me, oh so late!
I have been a victim of evil fate
The anger turned to fear, so pure
The baggage I had to endure
My life flashed before my eyes
Begging for a chance; blessing in disguise
A monster had I become, evil inside
Wherein the darkness does reside
Never goes off, forever bound
Those eyes, bloodshot like a hound
Continued to stare; my inner devil
Mocking and jeering as I bid farewell!
That moment this thought crossed me

As simple as a thought could ever be!
Two wolves fight within us all!
The one we feed wins the ball!


http://zenpencils.com/comic/94-the-two-wolves/

Those small things!

Life gives you so many challenges and experiences.Not all of them are going to be to our liking. But our attitude towards them matters a lot. Having gone through something similar, I have felt unexpected joy at the way the world has treated me despite my indifferent nature. There is goodness in the world, hidden with the god of small things!

DEDICATED TO PROJECT ARAVALLI TEAM, MONDELEZ INTL.

The rat race, its forever on!
Be it rain or sun, dusk till dawn!
So is life, a challenging mystery
Where the devil lies in your history
Amidst are we, a gang of hooligans
Society and its "law-abiding" shenanigans
Rough, uncouth and brutal
is the world, it is fatal
For the faint-hearted, indeed!!
For chew and spit you like a seed
Will it; but fear not, not all is lost!
Hope is retained at the cost
Of "success","glory" and "money"
Bah! Who needs them, we are happy!
We share our bread and lend our stuff
We are kind, helpful but never rough!
We remember our friends and wish them well!
For every passerby does in our heart dwell
Want we nothing and have we nothing
We are the gods of small things!

Addiction!

The darkness rises, ready to devour us all. And we, fools that we are, inch closer and closer to it as time passes, without even contemplating the ramifications of our present actions and the drastic impact they can have on our lives!! We enjoy, we crave it, we love it, we adore it!! We are addicted to it and it defines who we are! We are the Internet addicts!

The clock chimes twelve, in the shining sun!
We rush our routines for a day of fun!
Never mind brushing, fuck lunch!
We are the Internet addict bunch!

Social networking sites are the domain
For those of us who hate using the brain!
Ping, chat,like, poke and comment
Get a life!- Our parents lament!

Some of us do love to questions ask!
Quora is the site meant for this task!
But not every cloud has a silver lining
Fools do continue their silly whining!

Then there's the lot that love to game!
And make it to the coveted hall of fame!
Runescape, DOTA and LoL
In their soul does a child dwell!

Oniomaniacs do exist everywhere
The Internet does have its share
of them, with wishlists and carts
Courtesy of the innovative e-marts!

The worst offenders, they are lewd!
Their eyes scan for life in the nude!
For day and night, they "exercise" away!
The miserable fools, no work nor play!

But the most foolish of them all,
With their words they have a ball!
Spam their kith and kin with posts!
From their blogs, about puppies and ghosts!

But is this addict bunch really bad?
Or is their plight just so sad?
A judge of them, who may it be,
An addict, just like you and me??